10 octobre 2008

It never seemed to cross my mindThen suddenly a picture flashedAnd suddenly the lights had changedI stepped out off the pavement and hit the dash

Majorette you’ll never bet a baton to be goneUp againYou cop in plastic. Sparkle covers everything

Board up this old windowSeeing things through the displayTo step in is to vanishJoin the Old Butcher’s parade

Up into the halfway sceneGrand Ole Opry do dancing movesI awkwardly strain through my stepsHe watches from a bleacherAnd claps on cue

Majorette you’ll never bet a baton to be goneUp againYou cop in plastic. Sparkle covers everythingThe Butcher looks through teary eyesRemembering the static smellRemembering them run afarTo leave, but seeped on marbleNo one to tell

Majorette you’ll never bet a baton to be goneUp againYou cop in plastic. Sparkle covers everything.

at the moment the music is here :

ivan.S and tim.P just need one more week to finish the production.album out : february 2009.